Yesterday I walked past the office building, from there the shuttle goes out and goes in the direction of the BMW X3. Here, I think, creature, shit shit shit, I have to work on such a car half of my life.
And he suddenly rolls and walks along parked cars. I even got a little embarrassed – maybe a normal person, maybe even almost honest. It’s so sad, and his face doesn’t seem to be very tight.
Meanwhile, he walks fifty meters and sits in a BMW X6.
And you know, I want to think about them sometimes, but X6 greatly undermines this desire.